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Canadian Snow letra


I'm up early and shit
Thinkin' about solutions, you know what I mean?
Tryna take this shit high in heights
Lemme holla at them real quick

When you ridin' like this, you gotta watch the speed
When you havin' like this, you gotta dodge the scene
Yeah, the money real sweet, but gotta watch the steam (steam)
Twenty P's in a tire of a AMG
Taco shell in the bag, just to keep it moist (moist)
Canadian snow, always was a trick choice
We made a lot of money, but couldn't enjoy it (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Dealin' with them niggas was havin' me annoyed (damn)
On my way OT, I'm shoppin' some spots (spots)
Yeah, we had it for the low, but movin' a lot
These nigga givin' out the lo', exposin' the drop (drop)
I'm low-key sippin' juice, confirm in the box (numbers)
I be stressed out sometimes, I don't sleep a lot
Keep nothin' in the spot more than a couple thou'
I'm not the richest in the world, but I can hold it down
Hold it down
Chrome hammers on the coupe when I paint the town (paint the town)

Sunday, April 6th
2025, top of the Ritz
Lookin' at the motherfuckin' ocean
Countin' this motherfuckin' token
I used to dream about this shit, nigga
Hell yeah, I'ma get up and get straight to it, nigga
I know how it feel to have nothin', nigga, fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Lemme holla at you nigga

I ain't the type to bullshit, I go all in
I'm hotter than a pot on the stove 'fore for a soft ten (uh-huh)
Factory stones on the watch when I switch gears
I don't need shit from a (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Probably why I free 'em
In a. 50 in the O by the colosseum
Hit fifty burpees real quick, then I clock in (ayy, ayy)
Hollow thang up top, don't got a cock steel
Tender dick nigga trickin' heavy, givin' per diem's
I got a Asian joint still tryna kill Bill
Thirty-nine hundred for this fleece and I ain't wear it still
I ain't wear it still
In first class with a kit that cost half a mil'
I spent that on a whip and got a few of them (goddamn)
You know I talk like a boss, walk like a pimp (p)
I don't fuck with grown men that be in they feelings (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Off the top, I don't owe you lil' boys shit (shit)
I'm the type to wake up and cop a Rolls coupe (uh-huh)

Da, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Shit, da, bye, goddamn
Sock it to me

Larry June - Letras

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